Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Stop!" the man's face changed. "You'll die, too!"

Feng Ying loosened the steering wheel and smiled back at him.

At night, her face was a little blurred, but her bright smile was like a peony, with an indescribable magnificent appearance.

Beautiful and proud, without a trace of fear.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the car, or we'll go to see the king of hell together!"

“……”

The man's eyes twinkled.

Now he can jump in time.

But if he did, the mission would fail.

There is only one result of mission failure... Death!

Thinking of this, the man suddenly reached for the steering wheel.

Feng Ying was surprised and instinctively opened his hand!

The two tore up in the narrow space. Before they could tell the outcome, the car had driven to the edge of the cliff and would rush down at any time.

"Oh."

Feng Ying felt a deep despair.

She did not expect that they all used the move of dying together, and the man still refused to retreat.

She knew that there was a jagged rock under the cliff. If the car fell, she could not escape the end of no bones.

"What a pity. It seems that we have to go to God for tea."

Even in the face of death, she was still laughing, just a little sad.

She is not afraid of death.

Just live a new life, she failed to rewrite her fate after all.

Maybe it was her fate.

Looking at the large and small gravel blocks under the cliff, she closed her eyes and was shrouded in darkness.

At this critical moment, bang!

The car, which was already head down and would fall down in the next moment, suddenly froze in mid air.

Then a strong force came and pressed hard. The car gradually tilted up, and was dragged out more than one meter back, distancing itself from the cliff.

"Hoo..."

After walking around in front of the gate of hell, even if he was as strong as Feng Ying, he leaned back on the back of his chair with lingering fear and covered with cold sweat.

After calming her mood a little, she turned her head and saw the man standing not far away by the front light of the car.

He was dressed in black clothes and trousers, and his slender and tall figure seemed to be integrated with the thick night.

However, his appearance, like a light, lit up her heart.

"Pool banquet!"

Feng Ying stared. For a moment, her heart beat like a drum. She was surprised and hurried to untie the seat belt around her waist.

"Come back!"

Suddenly, her scalp hurt. The man sitting on the co pilot had grabbed her hair and forcibly dragged her down.

"Are you major general Chi of China?"

The man's face was fierce, but his eyes showed a trace of fear.

"Get out of the way, or I'll clean up with you."

"Oh?"

The pond banquet stood in place, and the military coat on his shoulder was rustling by the night wind.

Although he was the only one, there was a kind of invisible pressure in the face of thousands of troops.

He took a slender cigarette in his mouth. With the clearly extinguished fire, there was a temptation of laziness and evil charm in his pale and handsome face.

Lazy, evil, elegant, noble

The best words in the world are piled on him.

He is like a luminous body, which can not be ignored.

This is... Pool banquet.

The legendary god of war of China!

The brightest star in the military!

I saw his eyes and tail pick, evil spirit, full of interest and said, "I'm looking forward to it."

The man's face changed and he was about to speak.

Dada dada

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded.